Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1115 - 294: Sandboat Troops! Surprise Attack Successful!

Chapter 1115: Chapter 294: Sandboat Troops! Surprise Attack Successful!

Faced with the sudden arrival of the giant snails and dwarfs, the Beamon warriors of Yale Oasis were all momentarily stunned.

The Beamon warriors’ duty was to guard the supply depot, and if the Mulanese air force and camel cavalry launched a surprise attack, they wouldn’t have been surprised, but the sudden emergence of a group from underground was truly beyond everyone’s expectations.

It was just a brief moment of shock.

"Protect the supplies!" Two experienced Orephin squadron leaders immediately roared, raising their arms—there could be no friendly forces visiting Yale Oasis at this time apart from enemies!

The Piegel warriors of the two squadrons quickly spread out a protective wall in front of the stacked supplies like a mountain, and although they were a bit flustered, they still managed to deploy their formation swiftly. Blades gleamed brilliantly throughout the oasis as the dazzling light of the knives flickered. The startled maids swimming in the lake screamed and swam ashore like flying, rushing barefooted behind the Piegel warriors.

These enormous snails had not truly penetrated deep into Yale Oasis; they had already surfaced on the west side of the oasis lake, coming to a radial halt on the heavily sand-covered ground.

All of Beamon’s supplies were piled up on the east side of Yale Oasis, separated from these giant snails by about seven hundred yards and a mirror-like clear lake. The two Orephin squadron leaders couldn’t help but feel a bit relieved; if the enemy had emerged from the east side of the oasis, they would have been caught completely off-guard. If the enemy set a big fire on the supplies, it would be quite troublesome to fight the fire and the enemy at the same time.

The airborne units of Qian Qian that had not yet taken off all reined in their bridles and quietly watched these giant snails and dwarfs that had suddenly appeared from underground.

"Damn Mulan robbers! What unit are you?" Liu Zhenhan straightened up from his airbed made of fish skin, glaring fiercely at the mage holding a bone magic wand and the dwarfs not far away.

A total of twenty giant snails, and at least twenty dwarfs emerged from each snail, with many Mulan Imams standing behind these short-statured dwarfs, looking particularly conspicuous. Liu Zhenhan was utterly deflated, having guarded the heavens and the earth, planned everything meticulously, and spared no expense, only to be surprised by an underground assault force in the end!

"We are the ’Mulan Storm,’ a sand ship unit comprised of powerful desert dwarfs," the mage holding the bone magic wand said with a gentlemanly smile, revealing their intentions: "Remember our name, because it is us who have come to destroy your right to live in the desert!"

Before he could finish speaking, countless large paper packages had already been thrown from the hands of four hundred desert dwarfs towards the oasis lake. The packages hit the water with "plop plop" sounds, creating countless splashes. The paper of these large packages was obviously specially made, disintegrating almost instantly upon contact with water, releasing clouds of powdered lime from the torn paper, causing the lake water to bubble up with whitish foam as if boiling.

"Arsenic!" Liu Zhenhan, smelling the strong almond scent rising from the center of the lake, thought to himself that this was bad, realizing that the enemy’s first target was not the mountain-like supplies but the clear water!

For an army operating in the desert, the loss of clear water meant death!

In desperation, Liu Zhenhan no longer cared about appearances and immediately activated his blood magic power, lifting the entire fish skin airbed into the air. Like a bolt from a crossbow causing a trail of water splashes, Liu Zhenhan, along with the two beauties, was dragged and dumped embarrassingly on the lakeshore.

This spot happened to be on a small path by the lake, encircled radially by the giant snail sand ships of the enemy. Liu Zhenhan had not yet managed to stand up when a phalanx of fiercely glaring dwarfs had already emerged fifty yards ahead and on both sides.

Faced with this sudden change, all Piegel warriors of the Turun coalition and Orephin officers were dumbfounded, clueless as to how to react to the emergency: were they to protect the supplies, or to charge forward to rescue Shaman of Divine Songs?

Qian Qian and Joan of Arc didn’t utter a sound as they stood up from the ground. Although cushioned by the fish skin airbed, the fall had still been hard. Liu Zhenhan quickly pulled the two of them behind him.

"Forgive me for not staying any longer, retreat!" The mage chuckled dryly, tipped his hat to Liu Zhenhan with his staff as a farewell gesture, and calmly ordered his dwarf companions, before casually casting a grim white skull at Liu Zhenhan. The skull’s lower jaw chattered, as if eager to devour.

"You think you can just leave after arriving?" Liu Zhenhan’s face remained composed, although he was already seething with rage. Seeing the skull flying toward him, he didn’t even flinch; a "Force Rune Shield" collided with the enemy’s magic, resulting in a shower of bone dust and waves of elemental rhythms.

This Mulan sand ship brigade was indeed unlucky; escaping wouldn’t be so easy!

Liu Zhenhan had made complete arrangements in anticipation of potential attacks. Once the novelty and shock brought by the sand ships to the warriors in the oasis had worn off, the desert dwarfs’ days of misery began.

About six or seven hundred yards to the right of the desert dwarfs, six war ancient trees stood in a row. The treasured protectors from Qian Qian were, of course, not just for show, especially since these were six war ancient trees with ages exceeding ten thousand years!

Under the command of the Cicada Militia stationed in the trees, the six war ancient trees each pulled down a durian-sized fruit, about a meter long, from their umbrellalike branches. After a series of woody friction noises "zzzz," these six durian-sized fruits were hurled by the war ancient trees at the desert dwarfs.